Christmastime can be lonely for a Jew. Santa parades atop snow-sprinkled rooftops, "Now Dancer! Now Prancer!"-ing all through the night, but is there a Hanukkah Harry shimmying down your chimney in his soot-dusted suit, eyes a-twinkling, belly shaking like a bowl full of jelly? No. Not that that's a problem — it's just that while... More >>>